Originally performed by MetallicaMake his fight on the hill in the early dayConstant chill deep insideShouting gun, on they run through the endless greyOn they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's to say?For a hill men would kill, why? They do not knowSuffered wounds test their prideMen of five, still alive through the raging glowGone insane from the pain that they surely knowFor Whom the Bell TollsTime marches onFor Whom the Bell TollsTake a look to the sky just before you dieIt is the last time he willBlackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling skyShattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cryStranger now, are his eyes, to this mysteryHe hears the silence so loudCrack of dawn, all is gone except the will to beNow they see what will be, blinded eyes to seeFor Whom the Bell TollsTime marches onFor Whom the Bell Tolls